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Night falls quietly, on the magnificent river, a graceful moon slowly rises, and the quiet moonlight spreads, as if it is covered with a layer of gauze for the entire world.

The conference room in front of Dinghuai Gate was completely turned into a slaughterhouse at this time. At least hundreds of corpses fell on the spot in a row. Blood had already gathered into a stream and flowed to the lower place.

"Ha, Luo Xiushen, you lowly Nikan, don't even think of asking a word from your Master Dong, I! Wait, Dinghuai Sect is just a corner! Tonight, Nanjing City will definitely win, and I will definitely defeat you in the Qing Dynasty! You Master Dong, I will take a step first and wait for you on the road to the underworld..."

Dong Zhenyue was tied up in a pile of blood like a bunch of rice dumplings, with her hair spreading, her head and face covered with blood. I don’t know if it was his or someone else’s.

But he is really tough!

My fingers and toes were almost broken by the shackles made of chopsticks, and I still didn't let go.

Next to it, Liu Yun had already fainted.

Luo Xiushen and Mr. Qiang looked at each other, and they were a little shady.

This is also the situation they fear the most!

I can't tell how many people the Qing army bribed.

If you don’t figure this out, even if you keep Dinghuai Sect, it will be useless. There will still be a big problem tonight!

Luo Xiushen's performance was already amazing enough at this time, far beyond his maturity and elegance. But seeing the juncture getting closer, he was still a little panicked and said softly: "Master Qiang, things are not good, let's do what we should do..."

Mr. Qiang was still calm, "If you can't ask, don't try it, let's make Dinghuai Sect stable first. The Marquis has a famous saying, "There is no more than a bird in the forest! Mr. Luo, relax. We have done our best and do our part."

As he said that, Mr. Qiang strode out.

“…”

Luo Xiushen was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. He slapped his forehead hard, knowing that he had lost his composure.

Ignoring Dong Zhenyue, Luo Xiushen also walked out quickly and saw Zhang Dingguo reporting something to Mr. Qiang.

I came close to listen to Zhang Ding Guo Highway: "Master Qiang, Dinghuai Sect has basically handled it quickly. Seven or eight hundred people were eliminated. Those who were not sure were locked in the back camp by Beizhi. Please give me instructions."

Perhaps he made the right choice and did not go against his conscience. Zhang Dingguo's condition improved a lot at this time and he restored his majesty as a commander of the army. However, he also understood at this time that Mr. Qiang was the model army and was very respectful to Mr. Qiang.

Mr. Qiang nodded: "Master Zhang, at this point, your merits and demerits have been offset. Next, you will be rewarded. There is no need to worry too much. Even if the sky falls, our marquis will still be supported by him!"

Mr. Qiang's words were not loud, but his kindness was radiated from the inside out. Zhang Dingguo subconsciously became much more down-to-earth, and he couldn't express his excitement. He hurriedly said: "The Marquis of Haicheng is very loving, and it is hard to repay the death of a hundred deaths. If Mr. Qiang escaped this disaster this time, he will definitely not let down the Marquis of Haicheng in this life and will definitely not let down the Marquis of Haicheng in his life. However, Mr. Qiang, Dinghuai Gate should be free, but Jiangdong Gate all over the place..."

"Oh."

Mr. Qiang smiled faintly: "It's okay. It's enough for us to guard Dinghuai Sect!"

Luo Xiushen also figured out something at this time. He was about to interrupt and encouraged Zhang Dingguo and at the same time, he suddenly heard a noise outside, as if many people were coming quickly.

Zhang Dingguo hurriedly widened his eyes and looked over. After a moment, he suddenly became clever. It was Duke of Wei, Duke of Ding Xu Hongji, Duke of Ding Xu Yunzhen and dozens of nobles, including dozens of nobles, who came together.

There was also a young general and official who had never seen before among them, and this group of people actually vaguely focused on this young general and official.

This made Zhang Dingguo feel a little excited.

Could it be that the Marquis of Haicheng came in person?

After looking carefully for a moment, I couldn't stop disappointing. The young general was obviously not a python robe, so this was definitely not Xu Changqing.

Luo Xiushen and Qiang Ye have already

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After quickly meeting him, Zhang Dingguo came to his senses and followed him with the busyness.

At this time, Xu Hongji and others looked no good.

Mr. Qiang seemed to have already made plans and bowed respectfully: "My dear masters, many generals and officials under Zhang Junmen were bribed by the Tartars. Fortunately, Zhang Junmen made a quick decision and the matter has basically been cleaned up."

Xu Hongji and his group rushed to the conference room to check.

However, even Xu Hongji's cunning state, when he saw the hellish look in front of him, he couldn't stand it anymore and he couldn't help but retching.

However, after vomiting a few times, the fierce intention was about to overwhelm. He pointed at Zhang Dingguo's nose and cursed: "Zhang Dingguo, is this your reward to me? Is that what you repay me? You damn..."

Faced with Xu Hongji's slander, Zhang Dingguo was not only unhappy, but was unable to say anything.

The people of Marquis of Haicheng are indeed very particular about their affairs, and they have already picked him out.

After Xu Hongji cursed, he couldn't stop being terrified while panting.

fine.

It's okay.

The matter was discovered early and was strangled in time. If the Tartars really took Nanjing tonight, then...

He didn't dare to imagine that consequence.

Wang Xi said in a deep voice: "My dear masters, everyone has seen the situation in front of him. What is this? It is the end of Xu and there is only one hour before Zi and everyone knows what to do?"

All the nobles were sweating profusely.

They are indeed insatiable, but they are not really stupid. They can even know the terrible consequences of Nanjing's fall by thinking about it.

Xu Hongji said first: "Not to say anything else now, let's check our own business. There is no news from Dinghuai Gate yet. Everyone, we must firmly control the generals and officials of each city gate! Don't hurry to do it at this time, control the people first and firmly control them!"

Everyone nodded and agreed.

They were all born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and playing with power was almost instinct. Soon, everyone reached an agreement and acted quickly.

Luo Yangxing, Qiang Ye, Zhang Dingguo and others went to the head of Dinghuai Gate together and would guard Dinghuai Gate tonight.

Wang Xi was not in a hurry to go to other places, and also stabilized at Dinghuai Sect. When he was about to get rid of everyone around him, he suddenly bowed to a chubby personal soldier beside him: "Emperor, if it is a good idea for the low-ranking position, the direction for the Tatars tonight should be Dinghuai Sect. Even if there is danger in other places, it should not be too big."

This fat personal soldier is very proud of his son Zhu Cilang.

I have to say that Zhu Cixuan dared to leave the palace at this time and had shown considerable abilities.

For more than a year, although Zhu Cilang has been in a state of "hiding his weakness", there has been a faint trend in the court, including among the people, and Zhu Cilang has the "character of Renzong".

This seems to have a very high evaluation of Zhu Cilang.

If a survey was conducted at this time, the literati would most like to be a minister at the time of the Ming Dynasty, Renzong would definitely have an overwhelming advantage.

The posthumous title of "Ren" is no longer necessary to explain anything else.

Even if we look at the five thousand years of Chinese history, there are only a handful of emperors who can match this word.

"oh?"

"General Wang, I wonder, how did you infer this?"

Zhu Cilang was obviously very nervous, but he was obviously more interested in Wang Xi's conclusion and soon even forgot about his nervousness.

Wang Xi smiled: "The Emperor, it's actually very simple. The Tartars are not birds, and they can't fly. I have been guarding the riverside for a while, but I have not received any tips. This shows that even if there are people from the Tartars coming, there will never be many. They are determined to take action tonight, and 90% of them will still rely on our Ming Dynasty's inner demons! We can ignore other places, as long as we protect Dinghuai Gate, we will be free of worries."

"this……"

Zhu Cixuan had already caught something, but he was still a little short of it. He scratched the back of his head and said, "General Wang, can you... be careful, I still don't understand?"

Wang Xi continued to explain with a smile: "The Emperor

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Let’s say that. If you were in the position of the Tartars, if you were to attack Nanjing, where would you choose to take action?"

"I……"

Zhu Cilang was clever and finally got through, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Dinghuai Sect!"

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Time passes by minute by minute.

As the son approached, the nobles also showed their magical powers and controlled the situation through various means.

To put it bluntly, these people almost knew how to play power from the womb, and they had a halo. Even though time was tight at this time, they were still full of strong control over these generals.

It was less than three o'clock in the hour of Hai, and news came from the major city gates on the west side, and the situation was already under control.

This also made Zhu Cilang, Wang Xi, Luo Xiushen, Qiang Ye, and Zhang Dingguo all breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, outside Nanjing, about a thousand Qing troops were quietly forcing outside Dinghuai Gate like a group of ground rats.

The leaders were Tan Bai and Obai.

In the rustling sound, they obviously did not have too many armors. Even Tan Bai and Oboi were only wearing two layers of armor, with a soft armor inside and a simple iron armor outside.

Most of the other true Manchus are single-layer plate armor or cotton armor.

no way.

The Yangtze River is a natural danger, how can it be a joke?

Even though they tried their best to get some small boats, they lacked sailors and were afraid that they would be discovered by the Ming army who had been patrolling the river, so they could only sneak up on it.

This makes it difficult for them to form a large-scale system, let alone equipment.

At this time they didn't even have a single war horse.

However, the power of the Qing Dynasty was brought to the point of being accused of many detailed works, and they were not panicked even if they were just this little one.
To be continued...